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Carmen Jane Nov 2019
I'm stuck in this muck
I'm moving my arms forward
Swimming out an inch.
Nicole Nov 2019
If anything can be said
About us
Is that we'd rather drown
In silence
Than move one inch closer.
Anna Sep 2019
In the loss of so much pain
In deliverance from agony
I found you, empty beauty
In the silence of the sea
I saw you as a point of joy
At the end of a random tunnel
Shining tears like your brown strands
On the tip of my tongue
The words I would like to recite
As your taste
A salty mix of confusion and freedom
Angel of the midnight
I couldn't take my eyes off you for a second
Look at you hurted me
Burned in the depths of my heart
And ripped my soul from top to bottom
But touching the flame was tempting
The heat under my fingers was grand
As it would be for any living creature
But I had you inside me after that
Your smell was dancing in my nostrils
As your fingertips ran every inch of my skin
Burning and soft skin, as the look you had over me.
eva crown Mar 2019
what's special about an inch? it's a made up length
no one says "centimeter-ing"
it's "inch-ing"
centimeter is rigid, 1/100 of 1 meter
"why can't the U.S. adopt the metric system"
"it's terribly inefficient to keep using the inch"
but i guess we maintain our stupidly stubborn pride
by insisting on using an inch
a made-up length arbitrarily determined centuries back
by some too-privileged royal who happened to have
a pinky joint - or toe - the length of an i n c h
as an american, however,
i can't help but appreciate the meaning behind
as in
we're inching our way towards different goals
we're going at our pace, at our length
the speed and distance we arbitrarily determine for the day, or
our lives
because we just have that kind of agency
over ourselves
if we 'centimeter-ed" towards our goals
what fun would that be?
1cm a day? Fixed distance to a fixed goal, onto
the next one,
and the next,
rather than inching across desert plains
of depression
going our speed, our distance, our pace, each day
doesn't matter, so
as long as we make progress towards
what we want
to do
some musings using the word "inch"
Lee Aaun Jan 2019
can consume your soul,
destroy your
of your hope.
Let my innocent beloved just to cinch
Your beauty with my love inch by inch
In this love play please do not even flinch
Together in company we can easily clinch

Those moments will never ever pass by
Which twinkles in her sweet innocent eye
In your arms with your warmth I can die
In flight of love with beauty, limit is the sky

Let me take you to eternal love heights
Let my love and your beauty be the kites
Let me explore and capture all the lights
Let my love make fragrant all my nights

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Enola Cabrera May 2016
Your vibrant sea eyes burned through me
Caressing every inch of my soul
Embracing my past and the hardship that follows

You accepted me for who I was
Which was more than I could ask for
Picking up my shattered pieces in attempt to make me **whole again
the dead bird Apr 2016
everyday is exactly the same
there is no love here
and there is no pain*

every single day
consists of only
though my sight
is not colorblind
I exist
in a monochromatic world

at first
when I discovered
my true self
in my shadow
I found I was
in the deepest sea
of dark blue misery

anchors of shame
sunk me
to the depths
unable to pull myself
back up
my soul died while submerged
and since then
this sunken vessel
has been empty

sea of sadness
I am
one with you
the pressure
is no longer
it has become
as with
all else

no joy
no sunshine
can touch this
immune to sadness
immune to all
the colors of emotion

please make me real
I just want to feel
Chalsey Wilder Nov 2015
Not an inch of this world is safe
I couldn't imagine living in this beautiful ill ridden place.
The earth is a beautiful place, but most the people on it aren't anymore.
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